Fire and Ice (Wilder Series #2)

23. Friends and Showers

Warning: lil smut lol

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"Pay attention to me!" Aurelia pouts from beside me as I continue to read over my essay for my history class

I have already written my rough draft in class so he told us to go home and make corrections.

We're currently in my room on my bed.

After Faith's mom dropped us off we agreed to try and forget about the whole Ava situation.

Honestly the whole thing is messed up so I was more than willing to forget about it.

Aurelia is laying beside me scrolling through her phone, or should I say was scrolling through her phone since she's annoying me with her neediness.

I'd find it adorable if I wasn't super stressed about this essay.

"Maybe later" I say as I adjust my glasses and continue to read over my horribly worded essay on 'The Great Depression'

I'm getting a great depression proof reading this stupid essay.

"Please, princess?" She begs with a pout as she rolls over to awkwardly wrap her arms around my midriff since I'm sitting Indian style

"Stop, go entertain yourself" I whine as I begin to make some changes to my paper

She smirks at this.

"We both know that you're the only one that could do that" she states teasingly making my cheeks heat up

Oh my goodness.

Can she not be dirty minded for a day?

"Can you go downstairs and bring me a water?" I ask her as I continue to type a few corrections onto my essay

"If I do, do you promise to take a break from your essay?" She questions making me roll my eyes at her ultimatum

"No, this is due in an hour" I state firmly making her pout again

She silently removes her arms from my midsection, gets up and walks out of my bedroom.

I ignore her slight attitude and continue to hunch over my laptop.

I'm almost finished with this.

A few minutes pass before I release a breath of relief and turn in my godforsaken assignment.

Finally, now I can relax for the rest of the night.

I furrow my eyebrows when I notice that Aurelia has been downstairs for awhile.

I wonder what that weirdo is doing.

I quickly and thoroughly stretch my back as I slide off my bed. I stand up and immediately make my way towards the stairs.

As I'm descending down the staircase I smile as the scent of blueberry pancakes makes its way to me.

She didn't.

"You made blueberry pancakes" I state with an amused facial expression as I walk into the kitchen

Please, don't tell me that she made them for me.

"Yep, only the best for my princess" she confirms with a smile as she places two plates of blueberry pancakes in front of barstools

Aww.

That's actually really sweet.

My smile never falters as I take a seat and admire her handiwork.